Spending this day curled up in bed for the most part. I am feeling strange, and I don't think that tea, or anything else for that matter, could get me out of this funk.
My significant other now works seven days a week, fourteen to fifteen hours a day. I feel lonely, down, just extremely sad. I wish that I was able to put on a happy face for all of the people I have made friends with in this Maryland hotel. Unfortunately, it is so much easier to hide away behind a heavy, locked door.
I have to keep in mind that I have been making great progress and that this feeling is temporary. Everyone has bumps in the road, and it is okay to be down. Sometimes it is easy to forget all the positives in moments of depression and or seclusion. I am my strictest critic, and right now I am doing my best not to allow negative feelings to rule my entire mind.
I like to picture my sadness, worry, and loneliness as a thick forest. I stand at the bottom of the full and tangled mess; it seems dark, hopeless, but if I can look up and see even one glimmer of daylight peeking through the leaves, I find solace in it and look for more gaps among my gloomy feelings. The more positive vibes I can seek out, the better I feel, even if I am still standing in my figurative forest.